- To collect collagen, stack bones in a large pot and boil.
- Fill a sachet with expensive spices. Long pepper, galangal, saffron. Strength, hex-breaking, wealth. The collagen is a memory. The spice is fervor. This process alchemizes life into a stable molecular structure.
- Strain broth into vessel with colander. All solid matter should be left behind. This is spirit.
- Wait. Under normal circumstances, spirit will evaporate but this process traps it in gelatin.
- Place vessel close to chest and spin until released.
- To serve, cut slowly. Go deep. Connective tissue is not severed, it multiplies.
- Share with lover.
- Jello will dance on the plate. This is evidence that the jello feels joy
- Eat but do not merely consume. Savor.
- To release spirit, press jello against roof of mouth until it pops. As jello melts, the collagen will absorb into the tongue, into the blood, into the body.
- Make a pact. Whoever survives must dig up the other and harvest the bones. The earth is greedy. Move rapidly.
- Cut slowly. Stack bones in a pot. The connective tissue is still there. Hesitation is proof that collagen is active and the connection has not been severed.
- Fill a sachet with expensive spices. Cilantro, ginger, salt. Purity, health, longevity. The collagen remembers.
- Strain broth into second favorite vessel. Share with someone new. This is another contract.
- Repeat.
This is a recipe for infinite jello
this recipe is a threat
in this recipe the cook will melt
down your flesh and
break down bones
and boil until all
the water evaporates so
all that’s left is your
soul
in a prism of collagen
set into a decorative mold
in a shape that you hate
stuck in the fridge fusing
with antifreeze and bacteria
and then the chef will eat your femur
and your skin
and blood and your
memories and your dick
and your eyeballs until
the chef is sick
This is a recipe for infinite jello
and it is revenge when you (the jello (dead))
come back up my throat to burn my gums and stain
the bathroom cadmium red
because the chef cannot get rid of you even
when they break you
down and eat you
whole
and the chef is scared of
the mess you made
so they scrub
but the sugar and bones
and all your memories
are still stained with
powdered bleach and poopouri
This is a recipe for infinite jello
this recipe is a contract
it says we will be together forever
and ever